Pit Master System Game Life

"Who are you!" The little boy asked Yang Tianhao with staring eyes. He forgot to lift up his trousers, shaking his limp nine-inch face with a frightened expression. Finally, Yang Tianhao reminded him that he remembered to hide his shame. "If you put it on, it may be difficult for him to lift it up again in his life.

"Boy, call me brother." Yang Tianhao said with a smirk, sat down in front of the machine next to the little boy, stretched out his hand to stroke his head, his hair turned into a bird's nest, the little boy pushed his hand Open, shouting flatly: "Uncle! Who the hell are you!"

When Yang Tianhao heard this, he immediately got upset, thinking, "Yeah! I'm so young, how dare I call me uncle?! If you don't give me some flair, you don't know my name!"

"I have flown more planes than you have eaten! Today I will let you know who I am!" Yang Tianhao said arrogantly, although this is not something to be proud of, and he doesn't know why his face is so shameless. so thick.

"You're the one who eats that stuff! Uncle, can you leave me alone? Do you want to do what you want? It's so annoying!" The little boy showed his disgust very clearly. Yang Tianhao's forehead was full of black lines. How to say, he was also in school. The all-powerful person was actually despised in front of this little bastard!

Yang Tianhao originally wanted to give this kid a lively education lesson, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, it was really embarrassing for a man of his age to compete with a kid. He cleared his throat and was about to ask him something.

"You came alone?" Yang Tianhao looked at the little boy and turned off the pornographic website on his screen.

"Tsk!" The little boy was very unhappy, but he looked at Yang Tianhao with a serious face, so he didn't say anything, just sat on the chair in a daze.

"Ask you something!" Yang Tianhao asked again.

"Yeah." The little boy replied.

"Where's your adult?" Yang Tianhao asked again.

"I don't know, did you check the household registration?" The little boy obviously didn't want others to ask about his family affairs.

"No parents?" Yang Tianhao pretended not to see his emotional change.

"What's the matter without parents? How free!" The little boy replied with a cold face.

Yang Tianhao didn't speak, and somehow it was such a coincidence. Every time he met a child, he was either abandoned or his parents died. It seemed that the word "loneliness" had a special fate with him, and he was destined not to live a good life.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Yang Tianhao asked.

"What's so uncomfortable? It's not that I can't live alone. No one cares about it. Many people envy me for being like this." The little boy pretended to be chic, but he didn't know that there were tears in his eyes.

"You..." Yang Tianhao just said a word, but was interrupted by the little boy, "Uncle, you don't mean to pour me some chicken soup, do you? Tell you! No need! I'm going to live soon, I don't need you to pity me!"

Yang Tianhao smiled wryly, and said with a sudden change of expression: "Who the hell wants to give you chicken soup? I want to tell you, don't admit defeat! Even if you are poor, afraid of death, starved to death, or beaten to death! You must maintain your current superiority like, you know?"

"Why? If this is the case, I can be the boss?" The little boy seemed to see a shortcut to becoming a famous king overnight, his eyes lit up.

"No, this way you will die faster." After Yang Tianhao finished speaking, the little boy left with a confused face and returned to his seat.

"Hmph, still envious, chicken soup? What do you think of yourself?" Yang Tianhao talked to himself disdainfully, and touched his arm.

He was the same back then. He never lowered his head, and he always looked dragging when he saw everyone. It wasn't until one time when his arm was broken and he had no money to treat it, and he was hiding under the bridge hole from the rain, that he really realized it. Well, there are still many people who are better than him in the society. They have no ability, no money and no power, so they can only get beaten.

Lying on the chair, Yang Tianhao fell asleep. In his dream, he turned back to himself when he was just in junior high school. At that time, he was not famous yet, just a little gangster who wandered around with his boss all day long.

"Mouse, go buy a bottle of Sprite." "Mouse, two bread." "Mouse! Hurry up! You want to die!" "Get lost!"

Yang Tianhao lived in the sound of orders all day long. Those "school bullies" didn't regard him as a brother at all, but a dog, very useful and easy to control. When he was happy, he patted him twice, and when he was angry, Just kick it aside as a punching bag.

In this high-pressure environment, Yang Tianhao allowed himself to grow slowly while enduring the abuse of those rubbish. He would exercise every day to increase his muscles. Night is the time to counterattack.

After a year like that, by the time those "school bullies" realized that Yang Tianhao had changed, it was already too late. The accumulation of a year made them no match, and they were beaten everywhere!Yang Tianhao's fame and status in the school suddenly increased!From an unknown little ruffian, he jumped to the position of the boss in an instant!
After he became the leader, and many people flattered him, the teenage Yang Tianhao completely drifted away. He walked sideways in the school, collecting younger brothers everywhere, collecting protection money, and even set up some kind of gang. Banner, now it seems, is really naive.

The good times didn't last long, Yang Tianhao became more and more famous in school, he was not satisfied with just being the king and hegemony in this small place, he began to bring his subordinates to make troubles in the society, at first he went to various junior high schools to fight and provoke, Then it started involving bars.

Yang Tianhao wanted to rise to the top in one step and become a leader in Nansha City, but he didn't understand the cruelty of society, and the reality made him lose everything.

There was a junior high school student who was bullied by him, and his family belonged to the underworld. As soon as he told his parents about it, he immediately sent dozens of cars to block the entrance of Yang Tianhao's junior high school, and asked the school to hand him over. It is not enough to fight the underworld at all, and can only stand by.

Yang Tianhao was shivering in the school, but because of his face, he had to show the demeanor of a big brother under the instigation of everyone, so he bit the bullet and left the school. After being dragged into the car, he didn't show up for a whole week Inside the school.

Later, Yang Tianhao dropped out of school for a very simple reason. He gathered people to fight and fight, which caused bad influence. He was persuaded to leave for a year. After one year, he was allowed to return to continue his studies.

After Yang Tianhao disappeared, rumors spread everywhere in the school, with various versions, which were unbearable. Only Yang Tianhao himself knew how things developed.

After he was dragged into the car, he naturally didn't receive any good treatment. For seven consecutive days, he was locked in a basement somewhere, without any light, and only the leftovers passed in from the small window every day, and sometimes they were all eaten. It was rotten, but in order to survive, he could only swallow it all.

I don't know how long the darkness will last, and the mental torture of a person is even more serious. Yang Tianhao became a little unconscious on the third day. When the food came, he was like an animal that had been hungry for a long time, gobbling it up, I am afraid that others will grab the food.

From the fifth day onwards, Yang Tianhao suffered not only mental torture, but also physical torture. Someone began to enter the small black room and beat him with a whip. The murder weapon had been treated in advance and was covered with salt water. The wound is extremely painful, but it will not die from infection.

On the last day, Yang Tianhao's arm was broken. The driver took him to a bridge and threw him from above into the ditch.

Yang Tianhao, who was lying in the water, did not dare to move. He was afraid that the man would be arrested and tortured if he knew he was still alive. After driving away, he slowly stood up from the ditch.

Up to now, Yang Tianhao is no longer human. His body is full of wounds, mixed with the smell of the drain, his face is unkempt, his face is yellow and thin, his arms are hanging on the side of his body like a broken plastic bag, his mind is very confused, there is no need to go The consciousness of the hospital to deal with the wound folded its arms and nestled under the bridge hole.